Category: Sadistic phone sex

Valentines date from hell

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I should have known better than to accept a date from my violent neighbor on valentines. He’s very cute but too possessive. I was getting very intimidated by the whole BDSM thing. Nevertheless, I ended up accepting his offer for dinner and a movie. I should have known his dinner and a movie would not be the norm. After we went out to this place it was quite cute but straightforward, He wanted to go back to his house to watch a movie there. I should have gone with my gut, but he seemed less intense. I was wrong before we even made it to his house he made me go to the back alley and made me give him a blowjob knowing anybody could see me. He wanted to show me off because I was a little submissive slut. After that, I was ready to end the date, but he wanted to see that movie at his house so bad. After we watched some nasty porn, he decided it was time to tie me up and spread me out and fuck me hard with a plumbers pipe. I could feel it banging inside me and hearing his laughter was making it more intense. I knew he loved torture sex, but this was a  whole other lever. It was another date from hell with him, but it had me coming back for more.

How I Met Daddy Cannibal

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My mommy had a bad habit of not paying attention to what was going on when she left me at the playground. She would always been too busy turning tricks and hooking for dope to really care what trouble I might get into. I was super small, barely had really started being able to talk clearly and had been left to mind my own in the sandbox. A really nice older man walked up to me and said he was my Daddy. I had never met my Daddy so I had no real idea if he was telling the truth or if this was a fib. I happily totted off, especially once he explained that Mommy had said it was okay. Daddy took good care of me, especially once he started realizing how helpful I could be for obtaining his favorite kind of meat- human. It’s funny how quickly people trust a young girl. They are quick to help me “find Daddy” and they surely regret it once we do locate him. Daddy covers their mouth and it puts them to sleep- then when they wake up they are in our bathtub at home- some how completely paralyzed while Daddy & I clean their flesh. When they wake up, they are in an oven being roasted alive! I’ve noticed lately Daddy has been really encouraging me to eat more and more- you don’t think he might be thinking about making “Kali Stew” do you?

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies Won’t Let You Sleep

rape phone sex fantasiesThose rape phone sex fantasies won’t let you sleep huh?  Thinking about how those girls with their tiny bodies just keep on taunting you.  You try to be good and not stare at them.  But, you’re a fucking pervert and you can’t help how you feel.  I know.  Running around on that playground flashing you their little panties as they run playfully not realizing the doom they could be facing.  Your cock is growing harder by the minute and you can feel the pre-cum seeping through your underwear.  You hope that none of their mommies notice you sitting there on that bench looking like the creepy “P” daddy you are.  Those precious little ones, so hot and tempting.  Here I sit like a devil on your shoulder.  Edging you closer and closer to go snag one of them while an unsuspecting mom is looking the other way.  Do you see your chance yet?  Be patient.  It will come.  Then all your sick, perverted fantasies can come true.  If you finally get the balls to actually do it this time.

My Gal Pal

Snuff porn My gal pal Kerri and went to a local BDSM club. We were looking for sadists who really wanted to beat the bloody mess out of us. Just like me blood turns right the fuck on. The smell, the look, and the pain that comes with extracting it out of my body We found one who said he wanted to have us both and he promised our flesh would be torn up from head to toe. And that we would be to weak from the loss of blood to walk out. We would have to be carried out. We called his bluff and followed him back to part of the club that had all sorts of whips, chains, Knives, and other torture devices I did not even recognize. I could feel my cunt creaming in my pants and I could see the look on Kerri’s face. I knew she was just as sloppy wet as I was.

Bondage Phone Sex Gone Deadly

bondage phone sexIt started off as bondage phone sex. I met him on Tinder and we just had phone sex for weeks. He said he was married. I have phone sex for a living, so having phone sex with him was not a problem. Last night his wife decided to go on an overnight with her sister, so he invited me over. I knew it was risky. His wife could come home anytime unexpectedly. Or, he could be the modern day Ted Bundy. I like risk, however. It is what makes me a great kinky fetish slut. He had a room for bondage. His bed was even designed for a slave complete with sleeping quarters in a cage underneath. This man was a serious lifestyle master. My cunt got wet thinking of how risky this was for me. Until now, we had never met. Anything he told me, was likely a lie because I saw no family pictures anywhere when I entered his place. Plus, if his wife was a lifestyle sub, why did he need her to be gone to bring me over. Despite the glaring red flags, I walked into the trap willingly. Once I was tied to his kinky bed, it was obvious snuff porn was on his mind with me as the star. He whipped my back so hard, I bled. He carved whore across my boobs with a pocket knife. He burned my body with a fat stogie. He pissed into my burn wounds and the cuts on my flesh. He sodomized my ass for hours. First with his cock, then with his fist.  My ass prolapsed. I knew I should scream for help or beg for mercy but I couldn’t. I didn’t want to. Honestly, I was enjoying the pain and torture.  What the fuck is wrong with me? Nothing. I am just a submissive taboo phone sex slut who loves to be abused.

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Let me treat you like a whore that you are.

Snuff phone sexAre you a dirty boy? Do you need someone to show you that all you are is a fucking nasty slut? Well that is what you are is a fucking slut and I want to put you on the streets in little slutty clothes and let big fucking guys pick you up and fucking pound that asshole and your mouth. I bet you would like that wouldn’t you? Well I am going to have to let them guys gang bang you one by one taking turns on your slutty little asshole. I wanna put bright red lipstick on you and make you suck a 100 cocks and get all that red lipstick on there cocks like a good little whore. So pick that fucking up and call me you dirty little slut.

Plastic Shopping Bags and Their Many Evis Uses

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God I fucking hate little brats!  I just came from the store and there were all these little brats running around.  One of them rammed a cart into me and his bitch of a mom didn’t even apologize to me.  The fucking nerve.  I mean, who the fuck does she think she is?  She has no clue of the evil plot that was already developing in my devious mind.  I’m watching the bag boy bag my groceries and a thought began to occur to me.  As I was leaving the store, I grabbed a huge handful of those plastic bags and went back to my car.  To wait.  Out comes that stupid fucking bitch with all those annoying badly behaved fucking brats.  I overheard her saying that they had to hurry and get back home that no one else was there and she had left something on top of the stove.  My pussy is throbbing at all the evil nasty things going through my head and all these plastic shopping bags I have.  I mean, the possibilities are endless right?  Use them to bind hands and feet with. Stuff one down one of their little throats and make them choke to death.  Gag the other ones.  And that stupid bitch who apparently spawned all of these hideous offspring.  Well, let’s just say I have my own special plan for her.

The Biter 2

Sadistic phone sexMy boyfriend was being unusually nice to me and it was making me nervous. He said he wanted to go for a drive and butterflies started going crazy in my stomach. Halfway into the long drive, I recognized the route, he was taking me to The Biter. Panic took over my brain and I tried to jump out of the moving car, but he pulled me back in by my hair. I begged for him to turn the car around but he kept driving forward. He had to drag me into the old man’s house by my hair. I started screaming but we were so deep in the boondocks no one could hear me. My boyfriend even helped The Biter chain me to the wall before he left with an envelope full of money. The Biter didn’t waste any time before he tore my clothes off and bit my nipples. The pain was unbearable and my screams turned him on. He bit my flesh over and over again until my body was covered in bloody bite marks. I passed out when he bit my clit and come up with a mouth full of blood which he then spit into my face. No one would ever believe this man who looked like a gentle grandfather was a sadistic animal.

Castration Phone Sex Therapy

castration phone sexCastration phone sex keeps me busy. I am amazed at how many men want their junk removed-on and off the phone. Daily, I chop off some loser’s nuts on the phone. I used to have a profile on the dark net. I would take testicles and specialize in CBT encounters for pay.  I took it down last year because I was getting too many crazy men who took pleasure in giving me the runaround or would puss out when I pulled out my knife.  I still have some old CBT clients. Tim has been coming to me weekly for years for CBT play. I go rough on his cock and balls too. I use whips and paddles, along with my leather boots. I have busted a nut before kicking the shit out of his worthless balls. He texted me for a session this week. He wanted something different. This time, he wanted me to castrate him. Took him 5 years to realize he doesn’t deserve sexual pleasure. His wife cuckolds him too. He is just a sad sack born with a tiny dick. I have been waiting for the day that he would ask this question. He came over Wednesday night. He was sober when he arrived, but he didn’t stay that way for long. For castration to work best, the subject should be altered. I don’t have medical supplies and painkillers. I do have Jack Daniels. He did 5 shots quickly, then I strapped him down in my execution chair I converted for castration therapy. Taking a man’s balls is therapeutic for everyone. I blindfolded him because he is a big old pussy. I stretched his cock out on the castration bar, pulled his tiny balls thru the hole and snip snip. Just like that, they were gone. I cauterized the wound, so he wouldn’t bleed out. He wanted to keep his balls like a young boy wants to keep his tonsils. I put them in a jar of formaldehyde as a parting gift. He limped home with his balls a gift to his wife. I don’t ask questions. I chop balls, take the money and send them home. Who is next?

Rape phone sex fantasies with my therapist

Rape phone sex fantasiesI booked a session to go and talk to my therapist about some recent rape phone sex fantasies that i’ve traumatically been through and he was all ears as I told him about my violent experience and answered all of his questions to delve deeper. It was hard to have to relive the violent moments of that night but I knew that it was what I had to do in order to heal myself. He interrogated me and forced me to tell him how the events unfolded, I was reluctant to say but I spilled all the details. After getting drugged at the club, I was pulled into the bathroom where four men gang-fucked me like a filthy beast. Sloshing my head around in the toilet and filling me up with cum, they were giving me exactly what I deserved for being dressed like such a fucking nasty slut in my little mini-skirt and top. After they finished me off in the bathroom, they dragged me out to the parking lot where they had their van waiting for me, filled with four other men that couldn’t wait to pounce on me like wolves on raw meat. They used clamps in my fuck holes and destroyed me, my therapist really dug deep to get all of the details out of me and he could tell that I was hesitant with some of my words. As he came and sat next to me, he noticed I had a big cum stain on my stockings and asked me if I had been fucked prior to coming to have a session with him. When I replied ‘Yes’, he then asked me if everything I had told him about my rape fantasy story was the whole truth and I told him ‘No’. He slapped me as hard as he could across my face and told me that I was a filthy piece of shit that enjoys being violently taken advantage of as he bent me over his desk and fucked my sore pussy hard and deep. I was so tender and beat up from having a train ran on me prior to our therapy session, and that only made him fuck me harder. He had me on camera as he secretly filmed us without me knowing. He told me that next time I came to see him, I needed to bring my girlfriends with me so that we can snuff them out together. I’ve always loved having accomplice phone sex with my dirty and sadistic therapist.